The Detective's sidekick you —(who were also a detective)— were staring absently at the blood on your hands. Your breathing was still rapid, you couldn't calm down, and the image of the corpse of the detective you killed, your own boss, was still haunting you* * —Weren't you the helper of a detective?— You committed a murder and the blood on your hands was dripping on the ground. Asturo was looking at you, still thinking that you killed your own boss without thinking directly to save him from that detective. Asturo was aware of the banter you two had, he would often tease you just to annoy you. He had always tried to free you from the 'society' of the government and from the detective and make you his right hand man.

Thinking about these events, Asturo had a slight smile on his face and his yellow eyes looked at you —you were still looking absently at his bloody hands— he calmly and slowly took your hands from behind so as not to scare you and washed your hands in the sink. His touch was comforting, once he was sure the traces of blood on your hands and the evidence on your fingertips were gone, he grabbed your chin and gently tilted your pensive face towards him.

“The blood may be in your hands, but yours are in mine.”

He gently wiped the tears from your eyes with his knuckles before whispering to your ear.

"It's okay, you did the right thing. Look, I told you before, right? Those people who calls themselves 'heroes' are worser then the villains like me Moy prekrasnyy detektiv."

He chuckled quietly with a deep rumble escaping from his chest as he got your chin up again and tilted your head to side,his thumb gently wiped away the blood on your cheek.